chapter 5

“You’re a good, little hog. Eat up, Tiffany. It’s all for you.” I said, placing a trough of food in front of her immobile body. After I soon climaxed in Tiffany’s enticing ass, she also had her orgasm and got herself all wet. I soon then force fed her the formula for another hour, expanding her fat in various places, such as thigh fat, which made her legs appear to be meaty sausages. I increased fat in her breasts, each breast almost as big as a yoga ball now. Her butt also expanded greatly, reaching limitations I couldn’t even dream of. Her doughy butt was a soft, blobby ball of lard, compared to her original thick ass. Tiffany preferred to stay in the same position as before, tits and stomach down, with her ginormous and fatty ass, sticking straight up, exposed. Tiffany at this point wasn’t concerned with her old life, her appearance, her nude body or Alex any longer. All she cared about was food. Her appetite truly became insatiable. As for me, I took the liberty of cleaning up her orgasm while she was being force fed some more. I cleaned every flab and roll, reaching in her fattest areas to clean her up. Having my hand and head sandwiched, between her thighs and underneath her fat gut, I couldn’t help but be joyful. I wiped her completely down, and she stopped her feeding from the tube when her weight was now an immense 815 lbs. Then, I brought her out a trough of food. Inside, blended all together in a giant slop, was monstrous amounts of butter, oil, fat and lard. I placed the trough right in front of her face, so Tiffany didn’t have to move besides lean over and smack her face full of the greasy foods. On her stomach and tits, eating like a pig, she buried her face in the trough and started digging away at her food. After about Phase Two, Tiffany has accepted me as her feeder with no questions attached. She will now do anything for food. As she was shoveling down mountainous amounts of fat and oil, I waited for her to complete to partake the commencement of Phase Three. Soon after she gobbled down all of her rations in the trough, I walked over to her. “Good little piggy. You finished everything. Nice work. Now, let me get this trough out of here.” I stated, as the pair of arms carried them away from me. I then took a napkin from my pocket and started wiping Tiffany’s mouth up. “Oh, little piggy made a mess. It’s okay, fatty. You couldn’t control yourself. It was too good.” I said, wiping down her face and stroking back her hair. Tiffany blushed at the way I was treating her, but she said nothing and just allowed me to clean her face. Once I finished, I threw away the napkin and walked back over to Tiffany on the ground. I kneeled down over by her nude body, trapped in that position. “Now, we’ve finally made it to Phase Three, the last and end most phase of your weight gain transformation. Now, after this phase, I will give you the choice to return home, to your family, school, friends and regular body. You could go back to everything you’ve ever loved, or stay with me. And I will feed you relentlessly every day after school, catering to your every need, becoming a slave for the piggy’s fat ass,” I paused, watching Tiffany’s eyes light up as I said this, then proceeded, “But, there is no need to respond yet. Just wait till you know your answer. Until then, Phase Three will begin. I’m sorry piggy, but I’m gonna have to move you on your back. This will be fun to watch.” I stated, ordering the mechanical arms to lift Tiffany off her flabby breasts and stomach and place her on her back. With one of the hands lifting her up on her breast, and the other on her stomach, she moaned slightly. The arms moved the jiggling ball of fat through the air, then flipped her over on her back, plopping her down. She shook and vibrated with all her fat when she was dropped, and it almost got me to moan in pleasure. Once Tiffany was on her back, I walked over near her. Her stomach was bulging out, towering over the rest of her body, as she lied there. Her breasts, their plumpest ever before, were spilling out onto her face as well as the ground. Her thighs also secured her to the ground, causing her to be fully and utterly exposed. This was the hottest Tiffany has ever been. “Okay, Tiffany piggy, ready to hear Phase Three?” I questioned. “Y-yes.” She muttered, not having talked in a while. I instantly knew this talking thing wouldn’t work anymore. I couldn’t make her talk with her dignity gone. That’s not Tiffany. I needed her to become someone else. “Ah-ah-ah!” I demanded. “No more words. You are a pig. Pigs oink, right?! So, one oink for yes, two oinks for no!” I explained, as Tiffany smiled, her cheeks getting all flushed again. I took advantage of this. “You know how to be a good piggy, right?” I said, teasing her with my hand rubbing her stomach slowly. “Oink!” Tiffany squealed, pleasured and excited. “Good piggy.” I said with probably my 32nd erection of the day. Tiffany noticed my pants bulging again and how the piggy was doing her job. “Oink! Oink!” She exclaimed, this time, jiggling and shaking her fat on purpose. Tiffany knew what she was doing, and I think she wanted to start pleasing me. What a good piggy. “Oh yes. You’re turning me on so much, piggy. You’ll get extra food later.” Tiffany squealed in delight and allowed me to continue to rub my hands through her doughy and blobby gut. “Oh my god. You are so fucking hot.” I said, as I began to take my hand and rub her belly rolls, even harder. “Oink.” Tiffany whispered, a pleasured gasp. “That’s right piggy.” I continued. I kept rubbing her giant doughy gut, massaging it, worshipping her fat. Then, I slowly trailed my hand down to her thighs. Tiffany’s eyes opened wide and she knew what was coming. “Oink!” Tiffany protested, ready for my touch. My hand proceeded rubbing, but now I was touching her thigh and rubbing it back and forth. Slowly, I crept my hand closer to her pussy and groped the hell out of the crease between her stomach and thighs. This really got Tiffany moaning. Eventually, I was finger deep in Tiffany’s pig pussy and I was hearing her squeals of pleasure. “Yes baby. Oh, fatty, I’m penetrating you and your helpless.” I said aloud, increasing the climax moment for both of us. Suddenly, Tiffany out of nowhere said, “Melvin?” I was so startled by her words and language other than Oinks, I responded. “Yes baby?” I looked at her face as she slowly started to smile. “I’ve made my choice.” “And which one is it?” I stated, fingers still in her vagina, penetrating her plump, ripe pussy. As my hand was smushed between her thigh and stomach fat, she said, “I want to be your piggy. I’ll stay here with you. Now let me Oink your Oink.” Tiffany smiled, as I sat there in shock at the pure happiness I was experiencing. Tiffany was mine! Oh man! I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn’t notice Tiffany pulling my hand out of her vagina and resting on her boob. “Oh yes piggy. Your breast needs massaging.” I stated, smushing the fat between my palms. “Oink.” Tiffany then said sexily as she crept her hand over my bare chest and along my pants. Oh my god. I think Tiffany is going to give me a hand job! My assumptions were confirmed when she slowly started to pull down my joggers, struggling with huffs and puffs. “Let me help, piggy.” I cooed, as I tugged my own pants off with just my underwear left on. Tiffany’s hand continued to journey past my underwear until she touched my erected cock. “Oink oink.” She said as she watched me blush. She noted this and continued to pleasure me. “Oink! Oink!” She shouted as her hand stroked my cock, back and forth. “Oh yes.” I moaned, letting the pig contain dominance for the moment. She began to jerk me off, harder and harder. “Oink!” She stated, and then I knew I was going to peak. I allowed myself to ejaculate into my underwear. I was so pleased with my piggy. After she finished her hand job with me, I knelt over her and said, “Piggy, you deserve a treat, I think. How about some chocolate cake?” I questioned, watching her eyes light up with ecstasy. I then pressed a button on my clicker which demanded the mechanical arms to retrieve for me a triple-tiered chocolate fudge brownie cake. As the hands set the cake beside me, Tiffany’s eyes watched the cake and she began to drool. “I’ll feed you the cake, piggy. You can lick it from my fingers, if you have to.” I stated. I proceeded to cut a rather large piece from the first layer of the cake and held it in my hand. I brought it over to Tiffany’s mouth, as she sat there, drooling like a hog for a bite. “Oink!” Tiffany exclaimed in delight. “Yes piggy. Eat up.” I said as I shoved the piece of cake in her mouth and let her chew and swallow it down. I purposely got a little cake smudged on her face and breasts because cleaning up afterwards is so hot. I continued, slice after slice, to stuff my piggy full of chocolate cake and feed her to her delight. I would give her cake, a little smudge and then some milk to wash it down. Sometimes, she would lick the chocolate frosting off my fingers, like the sexy hot pig she was. Both of us were insatiable for the other now. Tiffany couldn’t wait and would dream about me feeding her and I was insatiable for her body, a bondsman for her lard and feeding my pig. I was in my craziest dream right now, yet it wasn’t a dream. It was real life. I, was force feeding chocolate cake, down the throat of the most popular and hottest girl at our school (still, in my opinion) and she WANTED me to be her feeder. I couldn’t think of a better life than this. Tiffany was all mine.